2817tell how to tearme it.

28181 He had so, looking as it were, would I were hang'd

2819but I thought there was more in him, then I could think.

28202 So did I, Ile be sworne: He is simply the rarest man

2821i'th' world.

28221 I thinke he is: but a greater soldier then he,

2823You wot one.

28242 Who my Master?

28251 Nay, it's no matter for that.

28262 Worth six on him.

28271 Nay not so neither: but I take him to be the greater

2828Souldiour.

28292 Faith looke you, one cannot tell how to say that: for

2830the Defence of a Towne, our Generall is excellent.

28311 I, and for an assault too.

28333 Oh Slaues, I can tell you Newes, News you Rascals

2834Both. What, what, what? Let's partake.

28353 I would not be a Roman of all Nations; I had as

2836liue be a condemn'd man.

2837Both. Wherefore? Wherefore?

28383 Why here's he that was wont to thwacke our Ge-

2839nerall, Caius Martius.

28401 Why do you say, thwacke our Generall?

28413 I do not say thwacke our Generall, but he was al-

2842wayes good enough for him

28432 Come we are fellowes and friends: he was euer too

2844hard for him, I haue heard him say so himselfe.

28451 He was too hard for him directly, to say the Troth

2846on't before Corioles, he scotcht him, and notcht him like a

2847Carbinado.

28482 And hee had bin Cannibally giuen, hee might haue

2849boyld and eaten him too.

28501 But more of thy Newes.

28513 Why he is so made on heere within, as if hee were

2852Son and Heire to Mars, set at vpper end o'th' Table: No

2853question askt him by any of the Senators, but they stand

2854bald before him. Our Generall himselfe makes a Mistris

2855of him, Sanctifies himselfe with's hand, and turnes vp the

2856white o'th' eye to his Discourse. But the bottome of the

2857Newes is, our Generall is cut i'th' middle, & but one halfe

2858of what he was yesterday. For the other ha's halfe, by

2859the intreaty and graunt of the whole Table. Hee'l go he

2860sayes, and sole the Porter of Rome Gates by th' eares. He

2861will mowe all downe before him, and leaue his passage

2862poul'd.

28632 And he's as like to do't, as any man I can imagine.

28643 Doo't? he will doo't: for look you sir, he has as ma-

2865ny Friends as Enemies: which Friends sir as it were, durst

2866not (looke you sir) shew themselues (as we terme it) his

2867Friends, whilest he's in Directitude.

28681 Directitude? What's that?

28693 But when they shall see sir, his Crest vp againe, and

2870the man in blood, they will out of their Burroughes (like

2871Conies after Raine) and reuell all with him.

28721 But when goes this forward:

28733 To morrow, to day, presently, you shall haue the

2874Drum strooke vp this afternoone: 'Tis as it were a parcel

2875of their Feast, and to be executed ere they wipe their lips.

28762 Why then wee shall haue a stirring World againe:

2877This peace is nothing, but to rust Iron, encrease Taylors,

2878and breed Ballad-makers.

28791 Let me haue Warre say I, it exceeds peace as farre

2880as day do's night: It's sprightly walking, audible, and full

2881of Vent. Peace, is a very Apoplexy, Lethargie, mull'd,

2882deafe, sleepe, insensible, a getter of more bastard Chil-

2883dren, then warres a destroyer of men.

28842 'Tis so, and as warres in some sort may be saide to

2885be a Rauisher, so it cannot be denied, but peace is a great

2886maker of Cuckolds.

28871 I, and it makes men hate one another.

28883 Reason, because they then lesse neede one another:

2889The Warres for my money. I hope to see Romanes as

2890cheape as Volcians. They are rising, they are rising.

2891Both. In, in, in, in. Exeunt

2893Sicin. We heare not of him, neither need we fear him,

2894His remedies are tame, the present peace,

2895And quietnesse of the people, which before

2896Were in wilde hurry. Heere do we make his Friends

2897Blush, that the world goes well: who rather had,

2898Though they themselues did suffer by't, behold

2899Dissentious numbers pestring streets, then see

2900Our Tradesmen singing in their shops, and going

2901About their Functions friendly.

2903Bru. We stood too't in good time. Is this Menenius?

2904Sicin. 'Tis he, 'tis he: O he is grown most kind of late:

2905Haile Sir. Mene. Haile to you both.

2906Sicin. Your Coriolanus is not much mist, but with his

2907Friends: the Commonwealth doth stand, and so would

2908do, were he more angry at it.

2909Mene. All's well, and might haue bene much better,

2910if he could haue temporiz'd.

2911Sicin. Where is he, heare you?

2912Mene. Nay I heare nothing:

2913His Mother and his wife, heare nothing from him.

2915All. The Gods preserue you both.

2916Sicin. Gooden our Neighbours.

2917Bru. Gooden to you all, gooden to you all.

29181 Our selues, our wiues, and children, on our knees,

2919Are bound to pray for you both.

2920Sicin. Liue, and thriue.

2921Bru. Farewell kinde Neighbours:

2922We wisht Coriolanus had lou'd you as we did.

2923All. Now the Gods keepe you.

2924Both Tri. Farewell, farewell. Exeunt Citizens

2925Sicin. This is a happier and more comely time,

2926Then when these Fellowes ran about the streets,

2927Crying Confusion.

2928Bru. Caius Martius was

2929A worthy Officer i'th' Warre, but Insolent,

2930O'recome with Pride, Ambitious, past all thinking

2931Selfe-louing.

2932Sicin. And affecting one sole Throne, without assistāce

2933Mene. I thinke not so.

2934Sicin. We should by this, to all our Lamention,

2935If he had gone forth Consull, found it so.

2936Bru. The Gods haue well preuented it, and Rome

2937Sits safe and still, without him.

2939AEdile. Worthy Tribunes,

2940There is a Slaue whom we haue put in prison,

2941Reports the Volces with two seuerall Powers

2942Are entred in the Roman Territories,

2943And with the deepest malice of the Warre,

2944Destroy, what lies before 'em.

2945Mene. 'Tis Auffidius,

2946Who hearing of our Martius Banishment,

2947Thrusts forth his hornes againe into the world

2948Which were In-shell'd, when Martius stood for Rome,